The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1887-05-13
JACKS COUSIN.

JAUAN UUUNlN.
always seem to be meeting Jack Doug.
dale. am very, very happy-I am aure
I don't know why; but life aeemsao pleas.
ant, 80 full Of joy and delight; and now,
as ait playing duet Jack is coming to
dinner to.night), l quite astoninhed
mother with my livelinesa. Mrs. Murray
ia announced OF our biennial visitors
but l am too much wrapped up in my
pleasant day dreams to hear much Of the
conversation, until suddenly the name Of
Jack Dougdale strikes my ear. Then I
listen eagerly.
1--WE shall soon have Mr.. Dougdsle set.
tied here" she is saying, "for hear be is
gong 10 be married almost immediately
to Ills cousin" Her voice sinks and l
hear nothing more. turn hot and cold,
aud zee mother looking pitifully at me.
With muttered excuse escape to nv
room but in few moments l entirely re-
cover my eelf-poesession.
Perhaps he thinks have fallen in love
with him, and he is amusing himself at
my expense. The idea makes me feel hot
all over, and determine to congratulate
him this evening, and look as delighted
as can, and show him how much mis-
taken hs has been. Having made this
wise resolution sit down and began to
cry-what for, am sure ] do not know
I suppose 7 am tired. :
| At hinrcr t'mn I 1cecari, wondering
vaguely ny s..vAtn Ieet so different
from what did in the morning. Try rs
I will l cannot meet Jack in my old buoy
ant manner. feel my meeting is cold
and stiF in the extreme.
"Why Olive" I'VE have dropped the
formal Mr.. and Miss, "what is tbe'mst.
teri" no says anxiously, holding my limp
hand and trying to see into my doyncast
fscs. "How queer you lookl"
"pve had headache" I Bay pettiehly,
sand | do wish you would let 20 my
hand"
he looks panied, and I do not feel as
though this is suitable moment to con.
graduate him. ~
Conversation flags dreadfully at dinner.
Mother is unusually silent; Jack seems
troubled at something, and I, still haunt.
ed by the idea, she thinks me in love
with him." 1eeolutely snub all efforts to
amuse mo aud keep my eyes fixed on my
plate to syold his questioning chances.
Afterwsrd it is not much better. Instead
Of going straight to the piano, as usual
with Jack to turn over for me and siug
duets, work industriously at some crewe
close to my mother, and am too much alb
sorbed in it to even Lift my eyes. III
"Oh, bye the bye, Jack, Ihave quite
forgotten to congratulate you! hope yor
fhave not thought me unkind, but It quite
slipped my memory until this minute
How husky my voice is! I think mus
have caught cold. n hope you will be
very happy, Jack" -.
"Thank you Olive. wondered il yor
had heard. Do you like it? Are yor
lglad7 he asked serioualy.
| I flush angrily. l will get that horrit
Idea out Of his head; go l say as coldlJ
and icily as I can:
"What strange question to ask me
| OF courae, I am glad for your sake, but il
is matter OF perfect Indifference to mi
what you do" b
He aushes in turn, with startled
|psined look in his handsome face. Isup
pose he feels ANAL to think how very
mistaken he has been.
The next day we learn that Jack Doug
dale has returned to London-to marry
his cousin, so report eay8. 5.is
i Time goes on and it is warm eprinl
weather. am wandering listlessll
through the grounds, thindipg how use
lees my life seems to be, when find my
self in the old orchard where the ham
mock used to swing. .5:s.
1t 10 gone now-I had taken it down
but the trees are there and tho ropes t,
fasten 1t. I have not been there since
Jack left, and the Ecene reminds me tot
torcibly Of those few happy weeks.
feel low and dispirited. and throwing my
self on the ground burst into passionat,
tears. I.tgr u
"Oh, Jack, Jack, that had never seel
you'll" Is my heartbroken cry.
Suddenly hear footstops, and, looking
up, see Jack standing before me. Spring
ing hastily to my ieet I try to look q
though had not been crying-rather 1
vain attempt-and glance eagerly arount
for his vile. She ia not to be seen.
"O.ive, my -" he checks himsel
abruptly. How dreadful III you are look
Ing"
And Jack has possessed himgeli, as IL
days gone by, Of both my hands. snatcl
them angrily away. q
"Where 10 your wife?" I ask; "ant
what right have you to come through
here? Are you always going to catch me
when" 5l.
got no further. III. ~
My wife! What are you talkin,
about2" he interrupts in am segment, ant
then suddenly light seems TO break upol
him. I, a .lG'.s ~ q p T..
He comes quickly to where am stand
ing, trembling with a newborn hope tina
bis words have awakened, and, in spit
Of his late rebuff, takes both Of my hand
again. rs S55ii
"Did you think was going to be mar
ied?" he said, hurriedly-saeerly. "Was
It that which altered you go? Why, m,
darling, I have never cared for any on
but you all this time! have been Il
London struggling and striving to forge
iy0u, but 1t WIS no tse." Ne A,tt Fl. Il,
He has his hands on my shoulders b
this time, and Is looking straight down i
to my tear-staiaed face. There Is no Ct
cape, 80 hide lny bushes on his arm an
/ say family: 4 ljE553 ji'3 2s8l
ii when ! congratulated you last SUI
mer you never denied 1t, but asked If
was glad ?" And here an angry little 80
might have been heard. ~.
."Oh. Olive, Olive; you are little str
pid, but I was bigger one. Why,
thought you We're oongratnlating me o
being elected to parliamentn And h